Monday, December 05, 2005

You know what I shouldn't do anymore? Shots of whiskey. I don't care whose birthday it is.

We went out for drinks for Poppy's birthday, and the best I can say about going out for drinks with my coworkers is that occasionally I get home with enough time to sober up and watch a movie about disgruntled youth in Nazi Germany before it's time for bed.

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